Door to My Heart (Gaara Love Story)

Things on her mind

So sorry for the long wait!! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter after being patient for so long!

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Gaara's POV

After Deidara and the other man left I sighed. I wasn't expecting them to back off so easily. To be honest I was actually kind of looking forward to battling someone whose actually powerful. I've been pretty bored at the office all day, filling in paperwork. I like to have fun too.

But I guess I can't help it...My presense must be powerful after all. I turned and looked at Erika. She shouldn't have been scared. She's usually not scared of anything. She knows how strong she is--

She collasped to the ground within a second and dropped her katana so it landed firmly into the dirt beside her.

My eyes widened and I ran over to help her. What was wrong? Was she alright?? She didn't seem hurt when I came, they were still talking to her. And she didn't seem injured or anything. What was wrong?! Is she okay--?

Why did I even care if she was alright or not?!

I'm Kazekage, of course I should care about fellow ninja. Yeah, thats it. Its just that I'm Kazekage. Its my job to care for her. Yeah...my job.

I nodded to assure myself and bent down so I was at eye level with Erika. She didn't look at me, nor acknowledge my kind heart of helping her. Rude.

Her voice was shaky as she queitly whispered, loud enough for only the two of us to hear. "Thank you Kazekage...."

That was better. I almost smiled. Almost.

I helped her up unto her feet and turned to get her Katana for her. I pulled out the heavy katana that had sunk into the muddy ground below us. I was still extremely heavy. How the hell did she carry that thing around all day?

She didn't look at me as I handed her the sword back. She kept her head low the entire time walking home. Even when it started raining she didn't show any expression. Nethier did I, but still. I would have expected more from the crazy door breaker.

We kept walking in silence while villagers ran to cover from the heavy rain. Her hair got extremely wet, and so did mine. But we didn't care.

We just kept walking. And I couldn't help but gaze at her the entire way.

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Erika's POV

Why did he help me? Why?!

I didn't ask him to? I could have handled it myself... if I got the chance to try. I swear! I could have! It was the perfect chance to prove my strength, without the use of any katana. And what better chance to prove it against the people who kidnapped me in the first place?! I would have shown them whose boss.

Could it be...that he liked me? No. Couldn't have been that. We barely know each other and if he did really like me then it would only be for my looks. What a dick!

No...he's not a dick. He's a nice guy. I shouldn't be thinking such horrible things about him.

Why am I arguing with myself?! This is so frustrating!! I felt like I just wanted to rip out all my fucking hair because I can't think straight.

I shook my head as it started to rain. My hair flapped into my face but I didn't care much. Didn't even bother to brush it away. Because out of the corner of my eye, I could see Gaara staring right at me.

His glare was fixed on me and I didn't like it one bit. It felt like he was examining me, looking deep into me and searching for something I didn't want him to know. Not like I was hiding anything. Honest. There are just some things that are better kept to myself.

We kept walking until we reached our house. Yep, that's right. Our house. Got to get used to that now that I'm going to be living her from now on.

To be honest, I don't think it's much help. Konoha has much better and efficient ninja, and since Akatsuki already know of my whereabouts now its alright to go back since the point's lost. I should bring that up sometime...

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(No one's POV)

Gaara awkwadly followed behind Erika as she kicked open the door and marched into the house. He watched as she walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of water, her long hair dripping wet, staining the carpeted floor. Though it didn't really bother him seeing as the carpet was already ruined to begin with. It is hard keeping carpet clean when you're main weapon is the messy sand.

He sighed and left to go to the bathroom to retrieve his towel. Since Erika claimed that Shikamaru lost all her baggage, she was left without clothes, weapons (except her Katana) and equipment. As he grabbed a towel from the rack he made a mental note to himself to take her shopping...or at least ask Temari to.

He was Kazekage. Shopping wasn't exactly one of his first proritys on his list.

(A/N: Ok, its really hard to keep writing Erika this, Erika that, so from now on, when it is Nobody's POV, Erika will be you. =D)

He walked back to the kitchen to see you leaning over the sink trying to squeeze out all the water that was soaked into your thick, brown hair. He sighed at the sight of you shaking your head around, flinging the water everywhere like a wet puppy. 

You didn't realize he was standing behind you until you felt his breath on your neck. Gaara had ran towards you and covered your head with his towel. "Don't try to dry your hair let that." He said calmy and coldly. "You look like a silly dog."

You turned around so you were facing him, not realizing how close you two were until you looked up at him. He wasn't taller than you by much, but he was taller than you so that you had to look up to make eye contact with him.

 Your breath quickened when you felt his stare as he gently rubbed your hair with the towel. His hands making contact with your head. The skinship alone was enough to drive you insane. You weren't good with skinship.

You awkwardly wiggled out of your postition, grabbing the towel on your head and mumbling a quiet ' Thank you Gaara..." before retreating quickly back to your room.

You slammed the door behind you out of habit and flopped down unto the bed, not wanting to think and feel frustrated about yourself anymore. Skinship was awkward, you hated being touched. Not that you were scared of it. It was just that you would freeze everytime you felt skinship. Just like slamming doors, freezing up was just another one of your habits.

Another thing on your mind was your slackness. How the fuck could you forget your weapon after seeing Gaara...shirtless. He wasn't that good looking, was he? And how could you let your guard down so easily upon meeting Akatsuki? It wasn't up to standard, and you cringed thinking about it.

And you had enough for one day.

Sighing, You closed your eyes and went to sleep.

But it wasn't long before you were woken up by a loud thump on the roof.

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Thats it!! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I will try update more, please be patient. I'm having alot of trouble writing right now since its kinda becoming a chore more than a hobby like it used to be. Extremely sorry, but I won't drop this story...I think. I wouldn't want to disappoint you guys ^^

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